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Mar 8 5 tweets 2 min read
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word wrangling

holding out my empty cup
i wait for words to drop
from an unplowed field
of imagination
no cultivation
my harrow's broken
and the mule's run off
i'm a lousy farmer anyway
i much prefer to wield a net
as a fisher of words
quicksilver
as they flash by in the
stream of consciousness
we had a drought
this summer though
and that stream is now a trickle
meandering meagerly
full of silt
over a rough and stony bed

perhaps it's time
i ran off with the circus
the spanglejangle
of that gypsy life might be
the very thing to bring
stray words to heel
but i'd better learn to catch
the things i juggle
or down they'll crash
and smash
useless in the sawdust
of the center ring
© 2015 RC deWinter
Published in Lothlorien Poetry Journal @LothlorienJ
March 2022
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